LIMERICKS AND STUFF By Leigh Collin Brandt
Sunday, May 3, 2020
IT ROASTS UPON MY STICK
The carcass cracks and pops as it roasts upon my stick,
I'm not sure what I'll be eating, I found it after it was hit,
Oh, it's my lucky day,
I'm gonna eat without no pay,
After I've eaten I'll go sleep a bit.
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